[London,] Tuesday [December 17, 1816].
My dear Charles — You may now look at Minerva’s Ægis with impunity, seeing that my awful Visage8 did not turn you into a John Doree. You have accordingly a legitimate title to a Copy — I will use my interest to procure it for you. I’ll tell you what — I met Reynolds at Haydon’s a few mornings since — he promised to be with me this Evening and Yesterday I had the same promise from Severn and I must put you in mind that on last All hallowmas’ day you gave me your word that you would spend this Evening with me — so no putting off. I have done little to Endymion lately9— I hope to finish it in one more attack. I believe you I went to Richards’s — it was so whoreson a Night that I stopped there all the next day. His Remembrances to you. (Ext. from the common place Book of my Mind — Mem. — Wednesday — Hampstead — call in Warner Street — a sketch of Mr. Hunt.)— I will ever consider you my sincere and affectionate friend — you will not doubt that I am yours.
God bless you —
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